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a hand moved through his hair slowly, letting his mind wander for a moment. “that is ... literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal.” illegal but right up his alley. he didn’t need to think too hard on it. beau was all about doing something he wasn’t supposed to do. a small smile crept onto his face. “i’m in.” @kildarestarts
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Lyla sat on the beach, her legs shoved up against herself as her xtra large black tshirt wrapped around both her and her legs. Sketchbook in hand, she kept the pencil still as she bit her lip focusing on the page in front of her. For some reason, she leaned in closer to the page as if she could feel it breathing with life as she sketched. Looking up at what she was drawing, her face fell. Someone was in her way. She was too comfortable to move. “Hey!” Her voice was loud enough to be heard from a mile away. “Can you move?” She asked, before adding a snarky, “Please.” At the end.
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He felt like he had been up for 48 hours. He had slept the past two days, but the exhaustion was written in his bones. He a double shift yesterday and the day before. He wanted to go home and throw his feet up and fall asleep with the tv playing in the background. He’d been fishing all afternoon. It was a slow day, so he was more than happy when he could pack up to go home. Gideon was headed home when he felt his phone buzz. He tried to get it out of his pocket, but his hands were full. In the process, he dropped his tackle box. “Shit,” he muttered under his breath. He leaned down to pick it up, and as he did so, almost hit someone with the fishing pole. At least, he hoped it was a close call and he hadn’t actually hit anyone. He straightened up. “I am so sorry,” he said quickly. “I didn’t hit you, did I?”
disheveled tufts of brown hair are swept by the wind every so often as stephen sits with his arms resting atop his knees. heels are nestled lazily into the sand, the cool breeze casting a darker essence across rough waters as the male just watches for a moment. there's a distant rumble of thunder, but it's not close enough to be concerning. that, however, doesn't stop him from eyeing the person approaching the water & it certainly doesn't stop him from prying. ❛ you know the current's fucked, right ? ❜ eyes fall from the other to the water, but his body doesn't react. in fact, stephen remains still ––– calm, cool, collected. ❛ you go in, you're gettin' torn away from shore & i don't really wanna be responsible for that. ❜ leave it to him to have some heart, right ?
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being the introvert she is , astra was never the biggest fan of social gatherings on the island . more often than not , the parties ended in a fight anyways , so she was perfectly content with not attending . tonight , at least , she decided to sit with her computer outside instead of locking herself in her room . her green eyes were fixated solely on the screen in front of her as her fingers typed furiously on the keys , “ damn it , “ she cursed as yet another error message appeared on the screen . letting out a huff , her dainty fingers began to move across the keyboard in a slightly different pattern - she wasn’t going to give up until she broke this damn firewall . it was only then did she feel someone else’s eyes trained on her , she had an audience . “ you know , you’re a real creep , “ astra stated, not bothering to look to see who it was , “ staring at me like that ? it gives off real serial killer vibes . i recommend using your words to communicate with me instead , “ a smirk toyed on her lips , “ what are you doing around here anyways ? “ @kildarestarts
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even though josie had been holding back people’s hair all night, she was a far cry from sober herself. a red solo cup wobbled loosely in her grasp, her bare feet leaving an unsteady pattern of footprints in the damp sand. at the sight of movement in her peripheral vision, she whirled with a yelp before she realized it was just another partygoer. ❛ i totally thought you were a COYOTE or something, ❜ she gasped. ｢ @kildarestarts. ｣
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halley was seeking shelter from the heat in the local bakery with a ice coffee half finished on the table in front of her as she sketched in her notebook. when she wasn’t posting on instagram or any of her various social accounts she was working on her art, her side hobby. it was then she saw someone sit in the free chair across from the corner of her eye. “can i help you?” she asked quirking an eyebrow in amusement.
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SUMMER’S ONE OF HER FAVORITE seasons, if only due to her siblings being off her back. naomi’s laying back on a beach towel, enjoying the ocean breeze for the first time in the season. getting her tan on, she soon feels the sun disappate from her skin. upon lids fluttering open, her sunglasses tilt downwards with a push of a finger. “ can i help you with something, sugar ?? ” any other stressful day would’ve resulted in an angrier form of the question. consider her to be in a good mood.
